Dark Poems

hes perfect

as a kid,
he had a big heart
small hands,
and eyes that were a little too big,
but where so pretty nonetheless

and when he got older
his heart shrunk
his hands got bigger
and his eyes,
his pretty green eyes
could send shivers down your spine.

behind those eyes,
was his brain.
which is where all the beautiful,
creative, sad, happy, lovely
words were thought of.

and his lips
so soft and kissable,
when they opened
a smooth voice came out.
even when he sang,
it was all so perfect.

so from when he was a child
to now
and with his heavenly voice
and creative mind,
it's no wonder I fell for him
the way you fall asleep;
slowly
then all at once.



*A/n

I wrote this about a singer..
who?
guess in the comments*